Being Apart

Being Apart short poem

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You and I can be like the ship and the crew,
Don’t laugh, my boy, because what I say is true.
You and I can be like the brain and the book,
Drive me crazy with your every look.
As the clouds pass by,
Let’s hold on together or at least try.
My boy, you and I are like the tree and the leaves,
Sailing perfectly over the seas.
You broke my promise now,
My heart deprived of all the love.
Seeing you I would drown,
In hell my boy, not in heaven wearing a crown.
Never mind me,
Just be free.
You and I, my boy, are like the desert and ice,
Learning to be apart with the help of Jesus Christ.

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